How to survice the holidays

He ran to the window, there were more intruders in the yard and some already making their way up the front walk. It was a disaster and he didn’t what to do. He had already warned everyone several times but was told to just go lie down. Regardless it was his job to keep a tight reign on things, that was how they liked it. Except when the white stuff came from the sky, they called it snow but for some reason it caused all these intruders to enter their home, and they didn’t even care.

Frisky was a pomeranian poodle and was much tougher than he looked, he would have you know. His owners rescued him from the animal shelte where he had been stuck for a year. Frisky thought it was because they liked him at the shelter, it was actually because he snarled and barked at everyone that came close to him. When his new owners saw him, and found out how long he had been there, they adopted him right away putting up with the complaining all the way home. Miraculously when they got home, he immediately stopped and never barked at them again. But getting him to relax around strangers was near impossible. They took him to the best dog trainer in the valley, the guy quit after two hours. Frisky was the perfect dog unless someone came to visit. The first Christmas with was a nightmare, he snapped and snarled and even bit one of the adults. His owners tried to lock him in the laundry room but he made such a fuss they were worried the stress would kill him. They resigned to just leaving him and told everyone to ignore him, after awhile he would stop. He never did. He never would.

“Mom, do we have to go” Chris called again, hoping the answer would change.
“Yes, the whole family will be there.”
“Yeah including that stinkin dog, what’s his name again? Demon Monster?”
“Chris, you just have to ignore him.”
“I can’t, I’m afraid he going to sink his teeth into my ankle and not let go!”
His mom laughed, “He is not going to bite you.’
“Why not, he bit Uncle Dan last year, maybe he’s into kids now.”

Chris, his mom and dad, and the other twenty-three relatives barely survived the holidays another year.

Frisky, in his own way, did too.